Nisha Pantha/India
When I look on sky from my sight
Whether it’s day or night
I feel why I’m not a Cloud?
To float in big blue Sky
And reach so high and high.
On this wonderful place I took birth
The enormously beautiful earth.
I feel why I’m not a breeze?
Nature’s every beauty I may squeeze.
When I see at seashore , dancing waves
Who go back in ocean’s arms caves.
I feel why am I not a pearl?
To sink in ocean of acstasy
To clinch world’s beauty and dignity.
When In the new morning
I wake up slumbering
I feel like why I’m not a dew?
On tip of Grass , on petal of flower
Be like a mornings star…
